1 one-short: Ouran High School Host Club
Title: Working Vacation
Words: circa 900
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Kyouyo --> Haruhi, the Host Club
Warnings: This wasn't played anywhere particular. I see no real spoilers as long as you have read the manga/watched the anime.
Author's Notes: Written for the "vacation" challenge at ouran_contest
Summary: Kyouyo has a working vacation.
Of course, Kyouya made sure that their vacation was beneficial to the club in more ways than just relaxation. Spending only one sleepless night on the vacation, he decided that one thing the club has never done - and here he thought they had done practically anything to profit - was a collection of photos and stories from their vacations when they were away from the normal duties of the club.
No one was in on his money-making scheme of course, which was essential to good, quality candid pictures versus just posed ones. Girls will be buying it before he could make enough. His calculating mind spent a few hours sorting out the details and developing a plan.
Now that the day had come, as the club members gathered at the beach to bask in the hot weather and sunshine, Kyouya almost get guilty. He would be putting their private moments on display for anyone who was willing to pay the price, but it wasn't enough to stop him. With Tamaki's outlandish ideas for theme days and other expenses, they needed a good solid budget to keep them going.
Haruhi was glowering at Tamaki who was sulking in the corner already. She was paying too much attention to him even if she wasn't trying to soothe him. She looked annoyed at least. She looked that way often, but Kyouyo much preferred her happy and smiling which rarely happened when Tamaki was around, saying he was her "father" and annoying her senseless with his mood swings and plays for attention. Haruhi knew now as much as anyone else that it was all just an act to get attention, yet subconsciously she gave him that attention.
It's a working vacation after all, Kyouyo thought to himself as he scanned the beach. The twins were off somewhere, creating mischief that Kyouyo would have to help clean up no doubt. Hunny and Mori stood behind Haruhi, egging him on too as they looked at Tamaki.
Haruhi finally gave up, turning to the pair and saying brightly, "Let's go swim!"
Hunny practically squealed; Mori nodded silently. Haruhi frowned, obliviously wishing once again that he'd speak more. She wasn't used to his silence yet, but she would be soon. The fact he did anything to acknowledge the girl had more importance than she realized.
Tamaki was forgotten as they rushed into the water. Haruhi was in a female's bathing suit, of course, and Kyouyo knew that no picture of her in the garment could be added in his little product. Tamaki got over his sulking the minute he was left alone and soon joined them splashing in the water happily. They were like children.
Twenty minutes after the four had got in the water, the twins rushed in with water guns, only to be disappointed they were already wet. Their plan had failed, but Kyouyo noticed them exchanged looks that could only be suspicious. Obviously they had a backup plan.
As the day wore on, Kyouyo discreetly shot pictures. He didn't need to jot down notes, thanks to his good memory. He hated the menial work, but knew that he couldn't ask anyone else. He couldn't allow something else to see Haruhi in her bathing suit, looking more like a good than she had a right to. All the boys in the club knew she was a girl, and they all had taken to her in their own way, yet… No one else could find out. Tamaki called her his princess, but the truth was she was their princess. She breathed life into the club like no boy could.
As he finished his picture taking for the day, he knew he had to get one more. For his own enjoyment. He wouldn't share it with the other members or the customers of the club. He'd keep it for himself since she was a rare treat.
He snapped a shot of Haruhi in her bathing suit, blissfully unaware of the camera.
Kyouyo developed the pictures on his own, making sure that each picture for the collection to sell didn't have Haruhi in it. If he was asked why Haruhi wasn't there, he'd just say that she wasn't there. Surely, the customers would accept that as an explanation as long as they had the rest.
When the picture of Haruhi slowly developed, he couldn't tear his eyes away for a moment. She looked so happy, not a bit of annoyance on her face. No one else was in the picture to take the attention away from her contentment or her beauty. She was featured alone - like a star. Like their own princess. Like his princess.
Kyouyo knew he couldn't keep the picture. Looking at it - let alone having it - made it all too obvious that he, along with all the other boys in the club, have fallen in love with their princess. It was up to her to choose who she was in love with.
Gathering the rest of the pictures, Kyouyo realized that he was the only one who truly had a "working vacation"; the rest of the group just had fun. Kyouyo didn't mind since this would help the club go on, unchanging. His only job wasn't as host like the rest of the members, it was as treasurer.
He knew that most of all he could keep Haruhi as his own princess for just a little longer.
Words: circa 900
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Kyouyo --> Haruhi, the Host Club
Warnings: This wasn't played anywhere particular. I see no real spoilers as long as you have read the manga/watched the anime.
Author's Notes: Written for the "vacation" challenge at ouran_contest
Summary: Kyouyo has a working vacation.
Of course, Kyouya made sure that their vacation was beneficial to the club in more ways than just relaxation. Spending only one sleepless night on the vacation, he decided that one thing the club has never done - and here he thought they had done practically anything to profit - was a collection of photos and stories from their vacations when they were away from the normal duties of the club.
No one was in on his money-making scheme of course, which was essential to good, quality candid pictures versus just posed ones. Girls will be buying it before he could make enough. His calculating mind spent a few hours sorting out the details and developing a plan.
Now that the day had come, as the club members gathered at the beach to bask in the hot weather and sunshine, Kyouya almost get guilty. He would be putting their private moments on display for anyone who was willing to pay the price, but it wasn't enough to stop him. With Tamaki's outlandish ideas for theme days and other expenses, they needed a good solid budget to keep them going.
Haruhi was glowering at Tamaki who was sulking in the corner already. She was paying too much attention to him even if she wasn't trying to soothe him. She looked annoyed at least. She looked that way often, but Kyouyo much preferred her happy and smiling which rarely happened when Tamaki was around, saying he was her "father" and annoying her senseless with his mood swings and plays for attention. Haruhi knew now as much as anyone else that it was all just an act to get attention, yet subconsciously she gave him that attention.
It's a working vacation after all, Kyouyo thought to himself as he scanned the beach. The twins were off somewhere, creating mischief that Kyouyo would have to help clean up no doubt. Hunny and Mori stood behind Haruhi, egging him on too as they looked at Tamaki.
Haruhi finally gave up, turning to the pair and saying brightly, "Let's go swim!"
Hunny practically squealed; Mori nodded silently. Haruhi frowned, obliviously wishing once again that he'd speak more. She wasn't used to his silence yet, but she would be soon. The fact he did anything to acknowledge the girl had more importance than she realized.
Tamaki was forgotten as they rushed into the water. Haruhi was in a female's bathing suit, of course, and Kyouyo knew that no picture of her in the garment could be added in his little product. Tamaki got over his sulking the minute he was left alone and soon joined them splashing in the water happily. They were like children.
Twenty minutes after the four had got in the water, the twins rushed in with water guns, only to be disappointed they were already wet. Their plan had failed, but Kyouyo noticed them exchanged looks that could only be suspicious. Obviously they had a backup plan.
As the day wore on, Kyouyo discreetly shot pictures. He didn't need to jot down notes, thanks to his good memory. He hated the menial work, but knew that he couldn't ask anyone else. He couldn't allow something else to see Haruhi in her bathing suit, looking more like a good than she had a right to. All the boys in the club knew she was a girl, and they all had taken to her in their own way, yet… No one else could find out. Tamaki called her his princess, but the truth was she was their princess. She breathed life into the club like no boy could.
As he finished his picture taking for the day, he knew he had to get one more. For his own enjoyment. He wouldn't share it with the other members or the customers of the club. He'd keep it for himself since she was a rare treat.
He snapped a shot of Haruhi in her bathing suit, blissfully unaware of the camera.
Kyouyo developed the pictures on his own, making sure that each picture for the collection to sell didn't have Haruhi in it. If he was asked why Haruhi wasn't there, he'd just say that she wasn't there. Surely, the customers would accept that as an explanation as long as they had the rest.
When the picture of Haruhi slowly developed, he couldn't tear his eyes away for a moment. She looked so happy, not a bit of annoyance on her face. No one else was in the picture to take the attention away from her contentment or her beauty. She was featured alone - like a star. Like their own princess. Like his princess.
Kyouyo knew he couldn't keep the picture. Looking at it - let alone having it - made it all too obvious that he, along with all the other boys in the club, have fallen in love with their princess. It was up to her to choose who she was in love with.
Gathering the rest of the pictures, Kyouyo realized that he was the only one who truly had a "working vacation"; the rest of the group just had fun. Kyouyo didn't mind since this would help the club go on, unchanging. His only job wasn't as host like the rest of the members, it was as treasurer.
He knew that most of all he could keep Haruhi as his own princess for just a little longer.